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hours to end seconds to start the endless thinking brain gears spinning out of control thoughts demanding attention trying to sleep it keeps you awake causing feelings in your stomach and chest to match the madness in your mind dangerously debilitating finnaly they wear you down as you slip into comatose your body and brain exhausted from fighting your eyes as red as the blood on your skin your breaths slowing as you drift away and you sleep but the first breath awake from a soft sad slumber is a jumpstart and everything wakes up the thoughts are running like a raging river loathing the time they lost as you dreamt and now you're awake staring at the ceiling fan nauseous from the spinning and the reality of being awake s.s
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Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 9:20 PM UTC
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hours to end seconds to start the endless thinking brain gears spinning out of control thoughts demanding attention trying to sleep it keeps you awake causing feelings in your stomach and chest to match the madness in your mind dangerously debilitating finnaly they wear you down as you slip into comatose your body and brain exhausted from fighting your eyes as red as the blood on your skin your breaths slowing as you drift away and you sleep but the first breath awake from a soft sad slumber is a jumpstart and everything wakes up the thoughts are running like a raging river loathing the time they lost as you dreamt and now you're awake staring at the ceiling fan nauseous from the spinning and the reality of being awake s.s
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Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 9:20 PM UTC
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